The Twin Eagle: Interlude: Two Dreams In Which I Moved Rapidly Through a Landscape With My Friend Zach

When I’m in your dreams in Japan, I wake up with sore ankles.


Very early yesterday morning—2 or 3 a.m.—while riding the night bus from Okayama to Shinjuku Station, Tokyo, grazing the surface of a thin skin of sleep, I had a dream: My friend Zach was visiting us here in Japan. We were meeting him at the airport. The airport was located atop a very…